Sage was shy, quiet, and loving girl. While Rafe Cameron was mean, and envious, but only to everyone else. Sage took him back to a time when he actually felt happy. She could always see the good in him, even when he did something wrong. Does love tr...
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Sage laid in bed, staring up at her ceiling for what felt like twenty four hours. She had finished half a bottle of whatever alcohol her brother had in the cupboard, trying to see if the more she drank, the less it hurt.
Rafe tried his best to comfort her, but he really didn't know how to deal with her.
A noise in the living room caught her attention, and she shrugged it off, assuming it was Jacob coming home from work.
"Sage." A voice spoke, causing her to jump. She turned her head, to see Rafe standing in the doorway with tears streaming down his cheeks.
"What happened?" Sage asked, still unable to move out of the spot she'd been laying in.
"My- my dad kicked me out." Rafe sniffled, climbing into bed next to Sage. "I went to get something to pay Barry back from my dads safe, and he caught me." Rafe said, turning on his side, and twirling a piece of Sage's hair around his finger.
Sage wasn't sure what to say to him. She wasn't sure how to comfort someone, when she felt so broken and disgusting inside.
"He beat the absolute shit out of him, and told me not to come home." Rafe said, wiping a fallen tear from his cheek.
Sage reached over onto her nightstand, and handed Rafe the bottle of alcohol without a word. She couldn't find the energy.
Rafe took a swig from the bottle, before holding it out for Sage. He poured some in her mouth, before he took another large swig and reached over Sage and put it back on her nightstand.
"Can I stay with you?" Rafe asked, and Sage nodded. Rafe pressed his front up against her back, planting a kiss onto her neck.
Sage shivered under his touch, this was too soon. Rafe slid a hand down Sage's pants, and Sage rolled onto her back.
"Rafe-"
His eyes were dark, and almost cold. Rafe climbed on top of her, harshly slamming his lips onto hers. He climbed on top of her without breaking the kiss, and dug his fingertips into her waist.
Sage winced in pain, but he pushed his lips harder against hers. Rafe bit her lip harshly, and she tasted a small amount of blood in her mouth.
"Rafe, get off me." Sage said, trying to push him off of her, but he wouldn't budge. "Rafe!" Sage called out, her heart starting to race.
He slid his hands under her t-shirt, and Sage smacked his hand away. Sage bent her knees, using her legs to shove him off of her. He fell onto the floor with a thud, and Sage quickly sat up, backing herself into her headboard.
"Sage, what the fuck!" Rafe yelled, standing up. He saw her coward against her headboard, and his eyes softened.
"Babe, I'm so sorry." Rafe said, walking over to Sage. She held her hand out, trying to back herself further into the headboard, but it wasn't possible. Rafe stopped dead in his tracks, terror written all over his face.
"It's fine." Sage spoke, pulling her knees up to her chest.
"Sage." Rafe spoke softly.
"No it's okay, really." Sage said, trying to convince herself that he was just upset about everything that happened with his dad.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom." Sage said, making her way out of her bedroom and into the bathroom. She closed and locked the door behind her, before she took a deep breath, trying to hold back the tears.
Sage looked into the mirror in front of her, and saw the fear in her eyes. She lifted up her shirt, and revealed the bruises that Rafe had just left on her body and she ran her finger over them.
A single tear ran down her cheek, and she quickly wiped it before throwing on a fake smile.
"I'm home!" Jacob called out from the front door. Sage pulled open the bathroom door, and Rafe stood there, studying her body language.
"Sage, I really need you to help me cook dinner." Jacob said, tossing his things down onto the ground, and slipped his shoes off. Sage nodded, quickly making her way into the kitchen.
"Oh look, you're here too." Jacob said, and Rafe shifted uncomfortably. "Kidding, kidding." Jacob said, heading to his room.
"Sage." Rafe said, turning Sage's head so she would look at him, but she avoided his eyes.
Rafe pressed a soft kiss onto Sage's lips.
"Gross. Don't need to see that." Jacob said, washing his hands in the kitchen sink. "Sage, can you cut the onions? Rafe, since you're here, boil the pasta." Jacob instructed.
Rafe nodded, and grabbed the box of pasta and pan from Jacob. Rafe looked over his shoulder at Sage, who seemed all too focused on cutting onions.
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